My spirit lives outside of time, but my body lives within time. My spouse Ming and I have become close to a community where there are no clocks. “Why are there no clocks here? Time is a construct we invite you to disconnect from,” a laminated sign says in...
content warning: addiction and overdose My faerie friend mentioned how addiction is natural, part of the human experience. Absolutely it is. We both love men who we lost to overdose. “Civilization always follows the grape,” he saw on the wall of a...
Sex is a human right, and all people deserve access, including disabled people and elders. Sex is a human right like the right to food, shelter, clothing, medicine, care, spirituality, and consent. Sex as a human right means: privacy to masturbate at home, including...
“Is my skirt in danger of the chain?” I asked. “No,” Ming said. “Am I showing any parts of my body that I’m not supposed to show?” I asked. “No,” Ming said. Those questions are comfortingly repeated toward the beginning of most of our rides. It was our first ride...
Something was very wrong. A big pickup truck was off the road near the dark blue fence and tardis. A car was stopped on the road. Why would someone leave crumpled bike parts on the sidewalk? People were milling around on their phones. An older white man walked away...
